Post by Vio on Jan 19, 2020 6:29:27 GMT -5
As Grimm-Rosa Scarlette tumbled back, her eyes glimmered red as the sparkling form of her accomplice raced past her and into the tumbling form of Xanders, grasping a hold of the Rear Admiral and twisting him about in a bizarre struggle which sent the latter racing to the ground. Reacting as swiftly as she could now that her lungs had reclaimed previous air, she twisted herself and spread out to try and control her own descent as an aptly named explosive was primed.
The air rushing past her; a familiar feeling. Twice before had she found herself in such a position — both in fights that had pushed her to her limits and then some. This wasn’t one of those fights. She wasn’t alone versus an overpowering enemy. She’d had help. One on one, there was little doubt in her mind that this could have easily been one of those fights again. A shame, really. Looking back, those were some of the best fights she had ever had, even if she’d been mostly incapacitated afterwards. Fighting on Death’s doorstep? That was her drug.
“Time to… finish this!” She chirped joyfully. Memories of a whirlwind of blades flickered before her eyes. Memories of a thick, swirling fog being sundered. A phantom tingle echoed through her arm as she allowed carmine essence to sweep across her skin, fingers cracking back into shape as she bundled them into a fist. She watched as a charred and bloodied man crashed hard into the cobbles beneath, forming a small impact crater. She listened as the Wild Spark’s unleashed creation screamed out in excitement.“Durcir.” Her fist blackened:
“Pistolet… Écarlate!”
Fwoosh! Scarlette cared not for the shell’s explosion. Her eyes caught a glimpse of the firework as it screeched downwards, overtaking her in that half a second before she threw the blow. Xanders wasn’t standing, but he was conscious, quickly clenching musculature and pouring as much of his Busōshoku Haki as possible into mounting a defence against the inevitable collision. The almighty surge of fire and smoke engulfed both of them, drowning senses as the feeling of heat and force surged through her body.
CRAAACK! Force erupted in all directions, carried through the cobblestones like an earthquake as the ground split and fractured. Dust and smoke spread out in all directions, forming a mushroom as droplets and sparks were spat high. It took several seconds — long and quiet seconds — before the dust settled. And, as it did, the singed and seared form of Grimm-Rosa Scarlette stood up with a bit of a tremble in her knees. Turning about, she raised her arms in victory, but it was short lived.
Thwack! Much to her surprise, the dark-haired devil was swept off her feet as something collided with her head, sending her reeling some yards across broken ground. Blackness took over her vision, ears still ringing from the sound of the Overcharge Shell’s devastating detonation.
“What… do you… TAKE ME FOR?!” Xanders bellowed, voice rumbling throughout the plaza as he stepped forth. His entire form buzzed with the dark coatings of armament as it withdrew, properly revealing the extent of his injuries. His gut now carried a massive burn mark, tattered and crisped attire quite literally crumbling away from his flesh to expose his beaten torso. With one arm, he grabbed the other and twisted his elbow back into position. His march was slow but powerful, but it wasn’t towards the Red Terror, nor was it into the air towards the Wild Spark. Rather, it was towards the observers.“Now, why… are you,” he growled:
“Out of… your cages…?”{Pistolet Écarlate:—}Scarlette coats her fist using her Devil Fruit’s essence and then throws a punch against a target’s body. After connecting, she releases her hold over the essence, generating a forceful eruption of red energy that repels the opponent’s body.
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